The Apple
I can't wait anymore
Banging my head on the door
Waiting for you to fall to the floor and die
So I can leave it behind
No longer victim to my fucking mind
Waiting for you to die
A victim to my mind
I'll take you to hell
If I must go myself
Burn you in the fire so you'll see what she felt
I'm sick of waiting here while
You walk free from the sins you've dealt
I have to take it into my own hands
I cannot let it go while he still fucking stands
Every night, when I sleep, I dream of ways
That I could rid the world of your disgusting face
Like a knife to the gullet
Or maybe just one quick shot with a bullet
I can't keep waiting
This anger's still building
And this pain that I'm feeling
Won't go away til you stop breathing
Hate is the force that drives me to commit this crime
Faced with the memory of her that's haunting my fucking mind
And you deserve for it to haunt you too
Cause this ending is nobody else's fault but you
I can't control it any longer
Waiting for your final breath
This hate is only getting stronger
Time to bring you face to face with death
I'm overcome with a violent urge
I've got my hands around you, image blurred
And I can't help but think of all the times
You'd beat her black and blue
But I bet those screams sound much better coming from you
The apple doesn't fall far from the tree
The apple doesn't fall far from the tree
Banging my head on the door
Waiting for you to fall to the floor and die
So I can leave it behind
No longer victim to my fucking mind
Waiting for you to die
A victim to my mind
I'll take you to hell
If I must go myself
Burn you in the fire so you'll see what she felt
I'm sick of waiting here while
You walk free from the sins you've dealt
I have to take it into my own hands
I cannot let it go while he still fucking stands
Every night, when I sleep, I dream of ways
That I could rid the world of your disgusting face
Like a knife to the gullet
Or maybe just one quick shot with a bullet
I can't keep waiting
This anger's still building
And this pain that I'm feeling
Won't go away til you stop breathing
Hate is the force that drives me to commit this crime
Faced with the memory of her that's haunting my fucking mind
And you deserve for it to haunt you too
Cause this ending is nobody else's fault but you
I can't control it any longer
Waiting for your final breath
This hate is only getting stronger
Time to bring you face to face with death
I'm overcome with a violent urge
I've got my hands around you, image blurred
And I can't help but think of all the times
You'd beat her black and blue
But I bet those screams sound much better coming from you
The apple doesn't fall far from the tree
The apple doesn't fall far from the tree
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Writer(s): Sean Whitener
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